Famous monster

[notamistake]

I fell flat on the floor next to a pile of bones that I immediately recognized as my new cellmate she kept goin' on about. Shit! Scramblin' up to my feet as fast as I could I raced back towards the door only to have it slammed back in my face as she grinned like an idiot and stashed the key in her bra. I just got my first taste of freedom in ten

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[_brad_]

Oh doodly dandy, aint she the funny one. Lucky for me I'm used to that kinda bitchin'. Hell, the uber blond bitch from tuataras herself is the master when it comes to those kinda things. Mistress, whatever.

I just smiled at her, showing my teeth as I leaned against the wall. Can I just kill her already? What's with the constant tauntin'? Seriously now, when it came to that, bossman was so lame. Sighin', I rolled my eyes up to the ceiling' as he started again. Blah, blah, blah. Why don't he just go up there and squash her like the bug she's supposed to be?

Coward.

"Faith, Faith, Faith," he purred, givin' her that creepy ass smile again. Or the one he thinks is creepy assed. Me? Not so much creeped. Then again, how long I been workin' for him now? Since he came back. Still not creeped. Hell, Bailey is way creepier. Oh look, monkey bars Slayer. So cute.

"Hey boss. Can I kill her already so we can have the hot sex she mentioned? Cause, gotta admit, kinda curious here. Or maybe she wants to go first? She looks like she aint got none in some time."

Like I care. Can we get a move on already? Woops, he just glared at me. Sorry to interrupt the inspirational tauntin'. Please do go on, don't let me stop you. Not like he would. Satan, I got better things to do y'know.

[notamistake]

I made a face when the ugly one proposed to the uglier one. Okay, it was dark but it was obvious that they were both wicked ugly. Great. Thank you very much Kakistos for makin' sure I'd never have sex again. Cause seriously? The thought alone of those two was wicked nasty, 'nuff to make my stomach flop right over.

"Yeah," I piped up suddenly. "Can he kill me already? Fuck. I'm bored outta my mind in here. Least you could do was give me some kinda excitement. Cause my cellmate? Not exactly a great conversationalist." I smirked at him through the dark adding the sassy swagger to my hips. Oh yeah, I was so back. So back and wantin' to get my ass kicked apparently just so I could get out of this fucking cage.

At least if they let me out I had a chance of escaping. But right now? I was kinda wishin' the cute little blonde was back. What was up with me and annoying tiny blondes that loved to kick my ass? Seriously. Couldn't get enough of 'em. Except I could probably get over this one real quick when I killed her dead. Which I planned to do. Eventually.

I narrowed my eyes as Kakistos stood up and started ambling over to the cage door. Was the game up now or was he just gonna keep tryin' to play me? Freak me out just a little bit more cause now I could see him a little more clearly. He wasn't far from me at all, only the bars seperating us. He'd killed my watcher and I'd killed him. Wondered who'd win this round.

[kissing_toast]

I sneered at Brad and narrowed my eyes at him, not even giving him a verbal responce. How the fuck did I get such wonderful help? I think it's time to get some new help.

After I take care of dear ol Faithy.

Turnin' to her I grinned, getting closer to the bars and I could practially feel how much she was itching to get out of there. Good, she'll wish she was still in the cage soon.

"There won't be any killing Faith...least not till I torment you for a while...now for a vampire...a while...could be weeks..." I sneered and yanked her hand through the bars hard, pressing her pretty breakable body against the bars and glared at her. "Maybe months..."

Keeping my eyes locked on hers I tightened the grip around her hand slowly, my smirk getting bigger with each bone I broke. "Such a pretty sound for such a pretty and breakable little girl..." This was going to be so much fun.

[notamistake]

One minute I was standin' there all sassy swagger and firm determination and the next a cry was escaping from my lips as he grabbed one of my hands with a meaty hoove, yankin' me hard against the bars and squeezing my fingers so hard I could feel a few of them pop out of place. My face was pressed against the bars as I met his eyes and his smirk matched mine from a second ago. Bastard.

"Fuck you." I managed to roughly get out of my mouth as he broke another few bones. I was clenching my jaw so hard it hurt just to keep from screamin' cause fuck! He was breakin' all of my fingers and I needed that hand!

Angrily I spit in his face suddenly and it must've taken him by surprise because he suddenly let go of my hand and I went tumbling back, landing hard on my ass with my broken hand cradled in my good arm.

"See, I think I know what the score is, Toasty. They brought you back for all this carnage and death crap and you think you're the big man. But really? You got slayer issues a mile long. That why you went after all of 'em? Because you remember the way me and Buffy sent you straight to hell? Must really scare the shit out of you that the powers brought me back to take you on. Think they'll bring back B too? Then you'd be really fucked."

[kissing_toast]

Her digs were getting tiresome, but her screams were music to my ears. "You'd think being dead so many years you'd be less cocky Faith...apparently not." I snorted and walked over to one of the tables and pulled it towards the cage, but out of her reach.

"Fuck me? No Faith. I'll just torture you for a while. It'll be fun, like a game..." I laughed and watched as she paced around her cage. "Except I'll be the only one having fun...unless you are a little pain loving bitch..." I've heard stories about her, I wonder if they're true, no matter. I'll find out what I want eventually.

"Faith, now I know it's been a real long time since we've had some quality time together..." I flicked on the light above the table and smirked as I looked over at her. "But you remember what I did to your watcher right?" I flicked my wrist and pulled the sheet off of the table. "If you've forgotten I'll remind you again..."

[notamistake]

My eyes widened when I saw that table because a thousand never forgotten but buried memories began to surface as I almost held my breath. That son of a bitch, despite the pain of a broken hand I was ready and rearing to go. This was the vamp who killed my first watcher nearly fifteen years ago and I wanted to kill him all over again. Holdin' this shit over my head.

At least there was a light now and I could at least see a little bit. It was a dull comfort but it was something. Fuck. How was I gonna do this? Trapped inside a fucking cage. The powers wouldn't really do this to me, would they? Would I get sent right back to that limbo again? Alone? Without Wes until he happened to meet his big end for the second time? The thought was gripping and terrifying but I remembered. Remembered how fucking big that stake was. There wasn't any stakes around that big in the dim dusty basement surrounded by bones.

Forcing my face to take on a calm brave expression I took a few non threatening steps towards the door.

"Remind me. Let me out and we'll play." My voice had no tone, it was just plain and honest. Because it was the only way I knew how to be right now. If he let me out I at least had a chance to escape. Stuck in here I was destined to starve death with my meatless roomate.

[_brad_]

Oh, nasty. Broken bones, stick and stones. It's getting kinda borin'. When are we gettin' to the good stuff? Rolling my eyes, I just kept leanin' against the wall, hidden in the shadows. My favorite spot. Spend some time around Bailey for a bit, and you learn to slide through the shadow unnoticed.

Gottta say, this Slayer got spunk. The others kinda fought too, but they really missed that spark. Guess that's what you get when there's like a bunch of them. She'd been one of two, and she was still kinda givin' off that 'unique' vibe.

Pity she aint so unique anymore. And soon to be dead. Again. Heh.

Yawnin', and not even botherin' to hide it, I was almost eager when she dared the Bossman. Yeah, c'mon. Let her out to play. I mean, why does the dimwit get to have all the fun? No fuckin' way. But awwww, look at the brave expression on her face. Brave little toast, is about to become toast. By toasty.

Satan, I need to work on my puns. I've been 'round Bailey to long.

Tiltin' my head, I blinked when the Bossman started to fiddle with some sheet. Huh, hadn't noticed that before. What's under there? More toys? Standin' up straighter, I leaned in a bit to get a better look. This gonna be interestin'. Bet I don't get to play.

Selfish bastard.

[kissing_toast]

I could smell her emotions as it rolled off of her in waves. They were intoxicating and they made me want to hurt her that much more, maybe even torment her first just to make her squirm.

"Let you out...hmmm..." Smirking at her I grabbed her good hand as it wrapped around the bars. "I could break your other hand and then let you out..." I picked up a pair of nearly unbreakable cuff's that I'd gotten from some witch I'd killed a while back, cuffed one to her good wrist and the other to the last bar for the door.

Laughing as she squirmed I unlocked the door and stood just out of her reach. "See, now that's all better." Poor little thing...I wondered if she made all those pretty screams like her watcher did. "Ready for your reminder lesson Faith?"

[wickedslayer]

My eyes got bigger when suddenly I was bein' cuffed to the bars. Fucking cheater! My good hand too! He was just terrified that I was gonna get the drop on him. Shit. I'd been out of practice for what? A decade? You'd think the annoying old bastard'd be cocky enough to think he could kick my ass all over the basement. So he was opening my cage but I was still caged. What a loser. I squirmed against the handcuffs, yankin' on 'em so hard that for a sec I was sure that I was gonna break this wrist too. Finally just stopped and glared up at him as he stepped just out of my reach.

"Wimp." I spat out at him as he just stood and looked down at me with that shit eating grin on his face. "Reminder lesson? You mean I'm gonna get to stake your sorry ass again? Cause that'd be one seriously wicked reminder."

Without warning I lashed out at him with my foot, just close enough to feel the crunch of his nuts underneath my combat boot. How do you like me now, asshole? He groaned a little bit and then angrily brought the back of his hand fiercely across my face, smashing me back into the bars.

With a snicker I spat a mouthful of blood out onto the concrete floor.

"I don't remember handcuffs from the last time we played, Toasty. Gettin' all kinky in your old age?" Bet that blonde had something to do with that.

[kissing_toast]

I laughed manically and got back up before backhanding her - or is it back hoofing? - across the face, smirking when her blood scented the air. She was going to be so much fun to toy with.

"You can attempt to fight all you want Faith, I just don't want you leaving before I have some real fun with you, I have been waiting all this time you know..." Now it was time for some real fun, before with those other slayers that was for fun - practice of sorts - now this is the real thing, real screams.

Faith's screams.

My eyes narrowed at her and I pulled a whip from the table, snapping it in my hands. "Careful Faith, I just might have to gag you somehow... Could always cut your tongue out..." Too much blood too soon, then again there was no such thing.

Snapping the whip against her arm I grinned. "So, where to start first..." Cocking my head to the side I smirked, looking her over. "Where would you like me to start?" C'mon, gimmie another smart ass remark so I could hurt you a little more.

[notamistake]

I hissed when the whip snapped against my arm. Looked like ol' Toasty really had gotten himself a kinky streak since I saw him last. Too bad his kinda kink? Didn't really mesh with mine. Yanked against the cuff on my wrist with all my strength, tryin' to pull myself out of it. Fucking cheater! Why couldn't he just let me go so we could have a fair fight? Cause he was scared I'd wupe his ass all the way to hell and back again like last time. Son of a bitch.

"How 'bout you start by lettin' me go." I grunted as I put one foot against the cage door and tried to use my weight to break the chain around my wrist. All I succeeded in doin' was nearly bustin' my good hand. Shit.

"LET ME OUT!" I roared, turnin' around to face him as the whip snapped down against my arm again. "Stop bein' a fucking pussy and let me out of here, so you and me? We can have a fair fight. Just like the good ol' days. C'mon, what do you say?!"

I turned dark challenging eyes on him watchin' him consider my proposal. Sucker.

[kissing_toast]

A cruel grin crossed my face and I cracked the whip at her again. It seemed that more than just the leather was getting under dear Faith's skin. Good, I couldn't wait to see how much further I could torment and break her.

I admit I paused when she challenged me but I watned to break her a bit more, twist her just a little bit more to see how far and how fucked up she really was.

"Not just yet Faith...I'm havin too much fun..." I cracked the whip across her body a few times, the scent of her blood makin' me even more hungry as the time passed.

Licking my lips I walked up to her and grabbed her bad wrist and pinned her against the bars, making sure that there would be imprints in her skin when I was done. "Wicked little Faith, thinkin' I'm gonna let you go so quick? Wrong." I bent my head down and ran my tongue over the broken welt across her cheek. "Still taste as good as I remember...but nothin was as sweet as that pretty lil watcher of yours..." I smirked and brought my lips close to her ear. "How's the new watcher doin for ya?"

[notamistake]

I shuddered when he pressed himself into me cause seriously? Could this get anymore gross? Wicked gross. Only words I could think of to describe Kakistos. Straightening my jaw into a hard thin line I had to repress the urge to spit at him. But I knew that'd only get a rise out of him. Wait a sec. Isn't that what I wanted him to do? Fucking prick wouldn't even let me out, only could beat on me when he tied me up.

Loser.

The minute he mentioned my first watcher I felt rage build up inside of me so thick I couldn't even stand it. Angrily I yanked out of his grasp and smashed my elbow into his face, sending him staggering back. Before he could get too far I grabbed onto the bar with my good cuffed hand and kicked up hard. My boots smashing into his chest so hard if he needed to breathe he'd be havin' some serious troubles right about now. As it was? I'd settle for bustin' a rib.

When he fell against the opposite wall I didn't even smirk just glared angrily up at him as he stood back up.

"I'm gonna send you so far back to hell you'll never crawl your way back out." I promised him.

[kissing_toast]

Alright, now I'm gettin annoyed.

Getting back up I stalked back towards her and wrapped the whip around her neck, tightening it ever so slowly and making sure her pretty dark eyes looked into mine. "Now Faith, if I'm gonna hell...I should take you with me..." I leaned in close to her. "Who would have figured a little slut of a slayer like you would end up chained up and pretty in my basement? It's a dream come true."

I took a deep - and highly unneeded - breath and took in her scent, the fear and worry just poured off of her, I fed on it more and more.

"You're so pretty when you're choking, I love watching the life drain from you..." I tightened the whip a bit more before letting it lose again, letting her breath but only for a moment. "Let's do that again..."

[notamistake]

Numb broken fingers tryin' desperately to gain any kinda traction on the whip tightening around my throat. Yanked hard on the other hand tryin' to get it free but all I did was cut off the circulation. Shit! They wouldn't do this to me right? I scraped and scrambled tryin' to get it loose when my fingers would even curl around the material. Coughing and choking I thought about how fucking unfair it was.

They sent me back to die again. This was hell. It wasn't limbo or bein' back from the dead. This was hell. Sent back only to go back to the nothing. And this time? Without Wes. Except I was sure this sick bastard'd track down Wes next just to make sure he finished off my Watcher. God, I fucking hated him.

Everything he said sounded like it came from the end of a long hollow tunnel, warbled as I tried hard to let my eyes focus in on him in the dim lighting. My vision was cloudy, my hearing was cloudy. Everything was gettin' so far away.

Faith Hanley. Fate's bitch.

Tryin' desperately to strike out at him I felt my knees weaken as he kept the whip tight around my throat. No. No. I wasn't ready! I hadn't been ready the first time and now I definitely wasn't ready. I was panicked. After that? Nothin' but darkness.